The Consortium’s Heir by Benjamin_Jnr

Chapter 104
Darius turned to face the motionless masked attacker on the floor. He felt a strong sense of power in his body. It was like a
volcano on the verge of erupting.
Darius had no idea that he had now taken that extra step and become a martial artist. He only knew he felt much stronger than
he did during the fight with the masked figure.
The entire world seemed clearer than before. It was as if he had previously viewed the world through filters, and even his
concept of time had changed. Everything seemed to have slowed significantly.
The masked figure, whose face was now exposed, glared at Darius with hatred in his eyes. Unfortunately, there was nothing he
could do than to stay still.
He had no idea that Darius would breakthrough during their fight, otherwise he would never have held back from the start.
Moreover, Darius actually self healed several times during their fight. It was completely ridiculous!
He sighed. There was no use thinking about it now. He lost, and Darius won. He was completely at Darius’ mercy now.
Darius studied the masked figure faced intently and frowned. The facial features were too unique. He was certain of one thing.
His attacker was not from S country.
The descendants of S country all had similar traits, but the attacker had a very pale skin, that it was almost white. It was a huge
contrast with the usual characteristics of the citizens from $ country.

Darius was a bit puzzled at that moment.
Didn’t this mean that the attacker was a foreigner? And if the attacker was truly a foreigner, why would he want him dead?
He walked over to where the attacker lay and glared at him hard. The intensity of Darius’ gaze caused the attacker to shrink back
in fear. Since Darius had become a martial artist, his aura was leaps and bound from the pitiful aura he had when he was not a
martial artist therefore applying significant pressure on the attacker.
“Speak. Who are you?” Darius asked icily, glaring at the attacker as he spoke.
The attacker only glared back at Darius but said
Darius was enraged by the attacker’s silent response. He was already irritated because he had been attacked and his room had
been completely destroyed. Yet, the attacker refused to answer his question.
Angered, he kicked the attacker’s arm with immense force.
Crack!
The attacker screamed loudly in pain when Darlus’ legs connected with his arm. Darlus was unaware that his strength had
multiplied by tenfold now that he was a martial artist, so he didn’t hold back in his kick. As a result, his kick dislocated the
attacker’s arm.
Darius thought the attacker was exaggerating when he screamed out in pain but he could not care less.
The attacker had tried to kill him. There was absolutely no reason for him to show any mercy to him.
MI’ll ask again. Who are you?’ Darius asked again iclly.
The attacker gritted his teeth in pain and didn’t respond, but he was cursing Darlus deeply in his heart.
When Darius saw that the attacker didn’t respond to his question, he repeated his earlier actions and kicked the attacker’s other
arm; which prompted another scream from the attacker.
“You’re courting death!” the attacker yelled out angrily amidst the intense pain he was going through.

Darius scowled at the attacker’s words. Even after losing and being at his mercy, he still dared to act so haughtily. He then
kicked the attacker’s ribs in anger, eliciting another pained scream from the attacker.
This sequence repeated itself for a few minutes, with Darius attacking different parts of his body while questioning him. By this
time, the attacker was barely conscious. His both arms were broken, and so were his legs. His pale face was now covered with
sweat, and he was in an unimaginable amount of pain.
Darius was both impressed and frustrated at the attacker’s tenacity. Despite torturing and interrogating him harshly to find some
answers, the attacker refused to speak. He then gave the attacker one last look before walking over to where his phone was.
There was no need to continue interrogating him since he couldn’t get any information from him.
He called his grandfather and told him everything that had happened. His grandfather was enraged by yet another assassination
attempt on his grandson’s life and concerned for his grandson’s health. It wasn’t until Darius reassured him that he was alright
that he finally calmed down.
His grandfather wanted to come over, but Darius quickly dissuaded him. He didn’t want his grandfather to travel such a far
distance for his sake. He instead promised to pay a visit to the Reid mansion. His room was already in shambles and he’d have
to wait a while for the repairs to be finished.
He then ended the call before calling the police and recounted the entire incident once more. He kept a close eye on the attacker
while waiting for the police to arrive. Despite the fact that he had a lot on his mind, he pushed them to the back of his mind. They
were all irrelevant right now, and he could think about them later.
When the two policemen arrived at Darius’ residence, they were astounded at the level of wreckage in his room. They asked
Darius to recount the incidence of the attack to them once again, which Darius did for the third time.
The policemen nodded their heads as Darius spoke and jotted down his narration. When Darius was done with recounting the
incident, the policemen moved to handcuff the assailant when the assailant suddenly yelled.
“This isn’t over Darius Reid!”
A frown crept on to Darius’ face, but the next moment, his eyes widened in shock.
“Stop him!” Darius yelled out hurriedly.
As he yelled, he rushed over to where the assallant lay on the floor. Sadly, he was still too late.

Boom!
A loud explosion echoed in the room, wrecking the already the wrecked room. The soundproof room was unable to contain the
loud noise from the explosion this time, so the noise drew the attention of the staff from the Dragon Lord Imperial Residence.
Darlus was now an awakened martial artist, so he could defend himself. He stood up after the explosion and dusted the debris
from his body before walking over to where the attacker lay.
The assallant was motionless on the floor with a lot of debris on his body, his blue eyes glassy. He had committed suicide by
causing an explosion at the last moment, Darius was able to defend himself because he was a martial artist, but the two police
officers were not so lucky. They were killed in the explosion.
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